St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-04-16
a FAIRY INIPOSTOR.
A Pretty school Grips Daring Adj
venture and its Result.


A Pretty school Grips Daring Adj
venture and its Result.
A June evening. An upper room in a
city ''School for Young Ladies and Child
ren." A damsel with unbound hair, in
white wrapper, gazing, somewhat disconso-
lately. from an open window.
The clock had struck 10, and, according
to the receipt for being healthy, wealthy
and wise, as well as the rules of Nine.
Miekless establishment, this Young person
should have beeu in bed and asleep, instead
of which she was gazing into futurity, and
almost wondering for what earthly pur-
poses she had been born. She was II
and pretty-really very pretty, in her way
which every one pronounced $50 odd,
you know" The day before had been
graduating day, and she. too. had had her
white dress and dainty gloves and slippers,
and all the etceteras of such occasions;
taking, as she rather bitterly thought, the
whole of her Christmas present from the
wealthy cousin who had generously kept
her at Mme Mickles, that she might be
qualified for the post of under-teacher.
In the next house large party was in
progress and the Star-gaZer was enabled to
see much of what was going on-windows
being raised and lace draperies waving in
the soft June breeze. A party, indeed
What would she have to do with parties?
She wondered who would ask her to one
II ere she caught glimpse of girls
figure in white, and beside her. tall, dis
Notwithstanding man. with such a face
as sometimes visits one in dream-a face
that might have belonged. she thought, to
hero of the middle ages. And the girl at
the window envied the girl surrounded bv
light and love, and wondered if, after all,
she were so very much prettier and more
attractive than herself.
An idea flashed into her mind-she
would seel 1t would be something to do
in the way of amusement. And quick as
thought she had drawn the shades down,
lighted the gas and unearthed her gradual
ing dress from the drawer. 1t was beauti-
fully made, this simple white tarlaton. 1t
fitted her slender figure perfectly. But
Miss Latwood's GROWING glory was the
shining mass of gulden-brow hair which
rippled far below ner waist.
Almost before she realized what she was
doing. little feet twinkled rapidly down the
stairs; white-robed figure with flying hair
futtered like a butterfly across the alley.
where convenient gate afforded entra nee
to the premises of the party giving people,
and Margaret LiftwOod. saying to herself
in mingled terror and delight, San adven-
ture! an adventure!" suddenly stood at the
side door of a house with the owners of
which she had never exchanged word and
did not even know them by sight. 1t stood
wide open and there was no one around.
She advanced to the staircase and stood
gazing undecidedly upon the gay scene be-
yond, when the very girl she had watched
from the window. flying up to her with the
most beaming of faces, embraced her rapt-
urously.
Il knew you would Gomez
IBID you?" responded the bewildered in
truder.
''Yes, you dear. darling Daisy! L was
sure of it and l told Regy so. You don't
know how we have talked you over You
have not seen him yet, suppose? But who
brought you, dear-or were you waited on
thistle-down?
Don't ask me any questions, please"
replied our heroine, dreadfully embar-
raised.
Il understand! You shall not be plagued
dear. But let me get good look at YOU.
Why, Daisy. you are lovely! And so like
your photograph, only great deal prettier!
To think of its being six years since we
met. But here comes Reginald Perhaps
/ ought to retire, though it is all in the
family, you know"
Our debutante would have liked to sink
through the floor when the newcomer, after
regarding her with an admring look, raised
her white-gloved hand to his lips and
said:
This much, at least, 1 may be per-
mitted?"
''And if l were not here?" laughed his
sister.
The first dance is mine, of course?" he
continued, as Margaret turned away in en-
barrassinent. But perhaps you will give
US little account of yourself at once?"
mo, mop was the half pleading reply,
mot now"
Poor childr' said pretty Clala; for Mar
garet looked thoroughly frightened. Il
Shall see you again presently; and remem
Der, Daisy, you do not leave us Tonight.
Papa, too, will put his veto on your de-
parture."
Then there is evidently no mamma"
thought our young adventures.
Perhaps" whispered her partner. as
she remained silent, feeling this to be the
safest course.
Il have been too precipitate. but we are
not strangers, you know, if we have not
met for many years. The past. however.
is as vivid to Inc as yesterday, though you
may not remember our childhood squab-
bles."
She certainly did not.
Daisy! How love that name! 1t Just
suits you, toop'
After her first feelings of half-terrifed
embarrassment this darling Margaret re-
solved to give herself up to the enjoyment
of the thing and find out, if possible. who
''Daisy" was and who her new friends
were.
To her great delight some one addressed
her partner as MI. Glade"-a title which
she speedily bestowed upon him in her turn:
but the answer was accompanied by most
reproacllful look.
''An Mir. Glade to you, Daisy? 1 could
not think of calling You Miss Charters"
You could not, indeed" thought Mar